Monday, February 3, 2014
Pulled Over Excerpt
The cop pulled his cruiser behind Sunny, and surprised her by switching off the siren and the engine. She watched him in her mirror, noticing that he was talking on his radio. He was probably calling in her tag. She pressed her lips, wishing she hadn’t let her tag expire, but it was too late to do anything about it now. Movement drew her attention once more to her review mirror. She watched as the door opened and he stepped out.
Ohmygod! The man was hot! He was easily six feet four of solid muscle poured into a navy blue police uniform. The sight of all that defined muscle and the tightness of the material over his zipper area drew a response from Sunny’s body she wasn’t prepared for. He looked like he was strong enough to take on an army or at the very least a girl with curves, which she had plenty of. She caught her breath as he slowly walked up to her truck.
Before he reached her door, she opened a couple more buttons on her blouse and parted the material so he would have a better view of her large breasts. She was proud of their fullness, even if she was a little ashamed that she was using them as a means to possibly talk him out of giving her a ticket. Sunny imagined a cop as impressive as him had tits and ass thrown in his face all the time.
She glanced in her side view mirror, and ran her tongue over her full lips. Then she fluffed her long blonde hair. By the time the cop reached her door her nipples were tingling and as hard as pebbles, but it was worse than that. She had to squeeze her thighs together to appease the mild buzzing in her clit.
“Ma’am,” he said as he stopped by her opened window. His voice was deep, and a little gravely, running over Sunny like warm, thick honey.
“Hi, officer.” She glanced at his nametag. “Officer Steele.” Sunny offered him a warm smile. “Was I doing something wrong?”
He waited a few seconds. “Could you please remove your sunglasses, ma’am.”
Her mouth dropped with surprise. “Why would I want to do that? Are they against the law?”
“No, ma’am. But I’d like to see your eyes when I’m talking to you.”
Oh. Sunny had to wonder what he would do if she refused. “What if I said no, officer?” She knew she was playing with fire. She couldn’t see his eyes either, but his mouth was tight and his jaw was set. Her response obviously annoyed him. Deciding she’d never get out of a ticket by aggravating him, she gave in and removed her glasses slowly.
His slow grin might be sexy as hell, but only pissed Sunny off because he was using his authority to control her. Still, she kept her composure. She looked up at him and batted her baby blues enticingly. “Better?” she asked coyly.
Officer Steele ignored her attempt at flirtation. “Do you know why I pulled you over?” he asked in a no nonsense tone.
“My expired tag?” Sunny chewed on her bottom lip, wishing she could see where his eyes were focused. She took a deep breath, knowing it would push her breasts up and out. She’d bet a hundred dollars his gaze was glued to her cleavage.
“That and you have a taillight out.”
“What?” Sunny didn’t know about the taillight. “Which one?”
“Passenger side,” he said, “Can I please see your driver’s license?”
Sunny reached for her small purse on the seat next to her. She dug around the contents, pulling out several things that got in the way, until she finally located her license in a side pocket. “I’ve changed a little since this was taken.”
Sunny had always been a curvaceous woman, which her almost six-foot frame carried well, but the license she’d handed the cop was about six years old. She’d had shorter, darker hair back then.
Officer Steele remained quiet, turned and walked back to his cruiser. Sunny released a heavy sigh, watching his sexy gait take him back to his car. Her gaze lingered on his ass. Lord, he has a nice body! She made the mistake of envisioning what she’d like to do to him but it only made her hotter. Before she knew it her hand was gliding down her body to the spot between her legs. It hadn’t been that long since she’d had sex, just that morning, but she was tingling and wanted a cock inside her so badly that she was suddenly wondering how she could get Officer Steele to comply.
Her purse was still on her lap. She spied a small roll on perfume bottle and quickly applied some to her cleavage, and her wrists. Something told her this cop went by the book and she would have to apply herself a little harder to get what she wanted. She made sure to fluff her blouse right before he reached her window, knowing he’d get a whiff of her perfume.
“Here’s your license, ma’am.”
Sunny took it from him and then watched as he reached for the pen and pad in his upper pocket. She swallowed hard, realizing what he was about to do. Desperation forced her to do something slutty. “God, it’s so darn hot today!” She pulled her blouse away from her sticky skin. With his height advantage, she knew he’d get a good view of two forty double D’s barely stuffed into a lacy bra.
His mouth twitched, as if he was trying to contain another grin. He flipped the pad opened, and clicked his pen as he got ready to write.
“Officer!” Sunny said in a rushed tone to get his attention. She knew once he started writing it would be all over. “Please don’t give me a ticket.”
He hesitated. “And why not?” He cocked his head to the side, and waited.